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[devoutish]

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[devoutish]

This one's got chocolate. I said to myself, "Alfie, everybody likes chocolate; can't go wrong with that, can you?"

[He pulls out a knife and starts carefully cutting it in half - maybe making one piece a little bigger than the other, because Meulin probably eats more than little Eliza.]

[furgood]

And we do have a whole chocolate tree and all. That helps.

[More teasing] But I love chocolate. It's still such a treat.

[devoutish]

This is made from the chocolate of that tree.

[furgood]

I figured. Otherwise you'd have to wish for it and that just seems silly.

[ She nudges him out of the way with a little bump of her hip and just breaks off a little piece to pop in her mouth ]

[devoutish]

Good?

[He gives her a grin, touching her elbow.]

It's even better if it warms a bit more.

[furgood]

I'll warm up the rest but you can't blame me for wanting a bite. And it's honestly delicious.

[She sneaks a little bit more and grins ] I bet this works lovely with tea.

[devoutish]

The tea, yeah; that's also almost ready. How do you take yours?

[furgood]

With a slightly ridiculous amount of sugar usually but maybe with a little milk.

[devoutish]

A slightly ridiculous amount of sugar.

[He tuts, faux-disapproving.]

No, I'm not surprised at that.

[furgood]

[She smiles, utterly unashamed under his faux disapproval ] I am who I am. And who I am is someone who loves sweet things. I shall never apologize.

[devoutish]

And I shall never ask you to.

[He will get out the milk for her, though, and a little bowl of sugar.]

[furgood]

[Her smile softens a little ] And how do you take yours? Little bit of sugar?

[devoutish]

Only a little. Just a pinch.

[furgood]

Tks. How purrdictable. [Her eyes are sparkling with amusement ] Between us we make one normal cup of tea.

[devoutish]

How much sugar is in a normal cup, then?

[furgood]

...I don't know. But if I have an unreasonably large amount of sugar and you have barely any... [She holds up her hands in a weighing motion, as if balancing scales ] Somewhere in the middle lies a slight more reasonable amount. The normal amount.

[devoutish]

More towards this than that, I think.

[He lightly presses up on the hand representing the smaller amount.]

[furgood]

Says you! I think you're a little biased.

[devoutish]

Well, you'll have to tell me what you think of the sugar in this.

[Deciding that the rugelach is warm enough, he lifts the serving platter off the top of the oven and slides her portion onto a plate.]

[furgood]

[She lights up and pulls off a much larger piece this time. A quick nibble leaves her closing her eyes for a moment in delight ]

It's lovely. The chocolate works so well with it. You should make a dozen more. Just saying.

[devoutish]

I make them often enough. They're traditional.

[furgood]

For a holiday in particular or just in general?

[devoutish]

Oh, we eat 'em all the time, yeah. With all sorts of things inside. I can make 'em with fruit jams, as well.

[furgood]

I request more chocolate. Though I wouldn't say no to one with fruit in it. This lends itself to sweeter things.

[devoutish]

What about raisins? Nuts?